It is time to indulge in a little healthy recollection. Let me take you back to a sweltering June day. I was visiting a good friend in Somerset and we had taken a trip to the Bishop’s Palace in Wells. The gardens were bountiful, seemingly not suffering from the unfamiliar sultry weather. From the herbaceous borders to the vegetable gardens all was lush and lovely. There were enough other visitors to make it a sociable occasion but not too many to be intrusive. The heat ensured meandering rather than rushing, enforcing a more leisurely tempo and therefore a more enjoyable journey. Afterwards we rested at the edge of the wide rill, that fed from the spring to the moat, and dangled our appreciative feet in the cool water. Perfect.
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Very evocative…
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After such a pleasant but nonetheless wintry day, I appreciate a moment to be reminded of something more summery.
Now could you please say something a bit sassier just so I know you are okay?
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Tony I feel that I am letting you down, the truth is I am waiting for you to drop your guard then, WHAM! 🙂
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Okay, that’s much better; but you are not letting me down. You can write any way you like. I know better than to argue about it.
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This is lovely and gives us all an idea of what we can look forward to in summer.
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I hope so, pretty miserable here today, I expect it is similar with you!
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We visited last summer a beautiful garden and city.
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Thank you for reminding me that Summers do exist, this time of year the doubts set in-was it just a dream?
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Just the thing for a cold grey day.
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A place on my list – just deciding when is the best time to visit. I was thinking late April, but seeing this…
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